San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1887-05-18
My Little Mistakes.
BY J. FITZGERALD MoLLoY.

pest nat, which had been rudeiy knock
ed off his head by the blow Of an old
slipper from some friendly hand.
So, as i commenced by stating, they
had now baby, and they made as much
fuss and excitement over the fact as il
il were the most wonderful, instead of
the most natural, thing in life. The
day after receiving the telegram had
letter from Tom, in which he described
the infant as the finest baby his sisters,
his cousins, and his aunts-and, collec-
| lively, their names are legion-had ever
seen. 1t was boy, and nothing would
please him but that | should, a fort
night after the receipt of his letter,
cross the channel and stand godfather
to his first-born.
No doubt he considered he paid me a
compliment, for he seemed to lay great
stress on the fact of my being request
ed to stand i'll such position to the
"first-born," and gave me to understand
the honor would not be so great if
were, in the coming time, asked to hold
the same position towards other little
types of humanity that, in the course
of years, he fully eXpected-nay, hoped
would present themselves.
would do anything to oblige and aid
friend like Tom Phelan, even to get
ting sea-sick; so l crossed over to Kings
town suffering that malady in all its
horrors, during which time l did not ex-
actly bless this young Phelan on VIII ose
account l had undertaken the journey.
My old friend was waiting for me on
the pier. his round, ruddy face beaming
with happiness and trimming over with
smiles. felt at that moment thatlhe
must be a complete contrast to myself,
for NAL de mer always made me look
the color of an unripe lemon, and Ger
tainly did not improve my temper.
"Well, my boy" he said, seizing my
hand, and jerking it up and down as If
he had mistaken it for pump-handle,
"how are youp'
"Very bad. We have had a rough
night" 1 replied, as briefly as could,
whilst watched two pOrters disputing
for the possession Of my portmanteau.
suppose Tom saw that was yet
suffering from the effects Of my voyage
and was somewhat out of sorts, for he
did not speak to me for some time.
When he did it was in tone of re-
proach.
"Fitz, you have not asked me how he
"Hel-whom2" 1 inquired, rather
"Your little godson."
"Oh, Of course; how stupid ami l
beg your pardon, my dear fellow; how
is hep All right, 1 hope" eff the
fond parent had only heard my fervent
prayers for his heir few hours agol" /
thought to myself, feeling for the first
time In my life bit of hypocrite.
'He is wonderful big infant, they
tell me-" said the affectiOnate parent,
with an air of pride and some assump-
ton of indifference.
as hep" asked, with what 1 hoped
was tone expressive of interest.
Tom was so good natured that he had
already forgiven me my want of
thought.
when is it to be, TomP" said pres
emily.
WHAT" he asked.
1.-THE christening, of course" said l.
"Wednesday" he answered: land we
have decided to leave the selection of
his name to you"
sponsibility; If gave the boy name
he disliked, like Christopher or Tobias,
or AlOnZO or Simon, he would never
forgive me when he grew up, but would
hate me to the day of his death"
"What nonsense you talk, FitZl You
can talk it over with May, and come to
some arrangement"
"One question:" said l, abruptly stop
ping in our walk towards the brOugham
that was to carry us to Tom s comforta-
BILE home! shall have to hold him at
the fOnt?"
"Yes-that IS, no; upon my life L
can't say. Whyr"
Because / have never held one be-
fore, and l am sure should let it fall.
have never seen one having no mar
RED relatives OF trlends.except IN
bus or In perambulator In the streets;
and am rather afraid OF them-l am,
upon my life; L think they are all bad
tempered ana Dad-mannered, ana nave
common habit OF working themselves
into frightful passions about nothing
in particular, just to plague people and
make them uncomfortable"
For answer my friend SHOOK his TAT
sides with laughter, and, when he could
speak, SAID:
You talk Ike bachelor, F1tz."
Iou forget L have not had twelve
months experience OF matrlmony." L
said, hitting him home;
lie only laughed al the more at this;
my reply seemed to TICKLE his fancy.
IL would De the pest tnlng IN lie LOT
you if you had; it would make you
happy man, ne said, when ne recover
ed himself. Take my word for 1t, you
don't know what comfort Is Till you're
married"
II am not very miserable IN my pres,
ent state OF blessed bachelorhood, and
in no hurry to make change" said l.
Then you are wrong, my boy. DO
you know why sent Tor your" ne said;